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#they call him babygirl I know it
sithsandstardust · 1 year
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Vette: why does Amalthea call you babygirl?
Malavai: how about we stop talking for a little while.
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nounaarts · 1 year
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What they spoke about after S1E9
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mblue-art · 6 months
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cross stop being cute challenge /j
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eulalized · 10 months
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“bitte, stay still,” könig whispers. he scratches the pencil against the paper on his sketchpad. he’s drawing you, occasionally looking up at you to study your features, just barely furrowing his brows.
you listen to what he says, and in silence you watch him. there is no sound as könig sketches apart from the pencil scratches; you try not to fidget, just keep yourself busy with your thoughts. you are uncertain of how everything had fallen into place like this, but you know you would have stayed anyway. you wonder if everything had happened differently, in the past, maybe his eyes would see a different life, better days… you understand his eyes are a different kind; he lives a different life.
looking at you makes me forget what the stars look like, you think. when you think of könig, your thoughts speak to you like the memories you’ve shed. it plagues you, thoughts like this—of könig, you mean.
the resonance of the pencil had faded, his hand stays in place, leaving it a loose grip. he does not say anything yet—with a gaze this uneasy, he couldn’t. he can’t look at you yet, as if unsure of what to say, what to do. he doesn’t know what to think about, that’s how nervous he is—he has to constantly remind himself to refrain from fidgeting around you. he can’t focus on anything, except that he feels like he’s missing something whenever he’s around you. (he dares not describe it as “half a heart,” he couldn’t.)
“you must—bitte… do not look at me like that.”
“why? is something different?”
in a hushed tone, he answers, “your eyes.” he pauses to look at you, lifting his head from the sketchpad. he takes a few glances away before finally settling on you. “engel, they are different today.”
your eyebrows raise at the description. your mind feels frozen, you have to say something. “they are?” that will have to do, you believe, in a sense that clarity isn’t required now (or rather, achievable).
“you… you look at me in a certain way…” he whispers so softly he hopes you don’t hear him (you do, nonetheless). now he has a different look in his eyes, you wonder what you could call it. “like we are… not comrades,” he says, then pausing, “but something else entirely.”
(he does not wish to assume—he could never—but, oh, how he hopes he’s right.)
that you don’t want us to be just comrades: is that what he is trying to say, interpret? is that what you hope to happen?
perhaps you do.
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endtimers · 3 months
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i love when gameplay fuels headcanon. i always have wyll casting speak with animals on himself (bc he can do it without expending a spellslot/using a potion) and i've had him talking to SO many rats. which now has me thinking that wyll is exactly the kind of person who would do that. like beyond the practical purpose of information gathering it's just the exact kind of odd-yet-charming thing he would do. he talks to the little guy! those others deem as unimportant! you never know what interesting or helpful things you'll hear from them! wyll ravengard i love you so much!
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loredwy · 1 year
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"Why does Aether call you Babygirl?"
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hbfengxi · 1 year
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people are focusing on the wrong questions. stop asking whether or not ghost would suck dick and start going to war on whether or not he’d be a bear underneath all that gear
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bumblingbabooshka · 8 months
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I don’t typically like when star trek characters reference legacy characters just to talk about how great and perfect they are but I do like this route where even though Tuvok calls him a great visionary in the end he brings Spock up to say he argued with him. I think this is the way of the future. Lean in. Star Trek characters should say things like ‘An old man cut me off in space traffic the other day. I think it was McCoy?’ and another should nod and shake their head like he’s always doing that shit
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scribefindegil · 1 year
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just sitting here chewing on how Reigen tells Dimple, “If Mob finds out that you lied, he’s gonna hate you forever” and then immediately gets up and tells him the exact same lie i just
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laceratedlamiaceae · 1 year
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Edward Teach could steal candy from a baby and ppl on this website would be like "well actually candy is bad for you so it was a good thing he made that child cry"
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reaninateor · 1 year
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met jeffrey combs at a horror convention a little while back and he gave me the dad pat on the shoulder
singlehandedly cured every mental illness ive ever had and also my daddy issues
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does anyone want to talk about the bible fanfic TV show The Chosen tm and how the actor playing Judas is the most bangable babygirl twink of all time
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I’m dyyyying.
I texted daddy two days in a row, “Daddy, I’m bored and alone can you call?”, and “Daddy i’m doing some work and i’m bored, call me,” .
And the way he responded was 🤌.
He told me “You said you’d be a good girl. You texted me, daddy I want to talk to you because i’m bored, not daddy I want to talk to you. You wanted to talk to me because you had nothing better to do. You don’t get to say you’re going to be a good girl and talk to me like that. If you want to speak to me, what do you say? You say, daddy I miss you and I want to talk. You don’t ever text daddy and say you want to talk because you’re bored.”
And when I tell you I almost creamed my pants from him chastising me.
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coffeeandcalligraphy · 8 months
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You knew my mother was here | Moth Work
Lonan has stopped paddling. The canoe sits in the middle of the lake, lifeless like a bone in the water. He’s turned so Harrison sees him in profile and can’t tell if it’s relieving or worrying to see his face. Lonan’s jaw is taut, like there are words he wants to say but can’t. Filling up the hollow bone. He blinks slowly, like he’s trying to re-centre himself, his chest quivering with breaths meant to steady him. The water laps at the base of the canoe, whirling like his head. Dark hair tangles down his cheeks like the fingers of a poltergeist.
“You knew my mother was here,” Lonan says.
“Yes.”
“How?”
“Research.”
LONAN PORTRAIT TO GRACE (HAUNT?) YOUR DASH!! <3
Excerpt circa 2019.
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rafent · 2 months
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♡ what if we were both dragons and we
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High Priest / Dragon ♀ ♂
An exemplary child of dragons that can transform, create Corrupted, earth puppets, awaken emblems, and even rouse them. In short terms: a prodigy. Identifies more as a Divine Dragon due to their Lythos upbringing but has no qualms with their Fell Dragon blood
In true avatar kid fashion, gender is dependent on the player. If the chosen avatar is male, then this child is female. If the chosen avatar is female, then they are male. Looks the same as both genders. In this case, they are female!
Feels the closeness of her bonds and sees no need for formalities. Blunt, innocently unguarded, and refers to everyone by first name including her own father, which irks Rafal to no end. Alear remains the sole and mysterious exception
Both parents, Alear and Rafal, are miraculously present in her life. Like the former she is a kind soul and feels responsibility to protect others. Supposedly does not resemble the latter much, a fact that Rafal is relieved for...
She is exceedingly confident in her prospects of victory and does not entertain the possibility that either she or her allies will lose. "We'll win no matter what. On my power as a Divine Dragon, that's a promise"—a favorite saying of hers. She is also fond of sweets. Perhaps resembling one particular father in these respects
Character Arc: One distant millennia in the future, a day will come where Elyos is upturned. Emptied of peace and its usual protectors. With both Alear and Rafal the most powerful dragons lost to the sands of time, a new Divine One must inherit the world they sought to protect. She will rise to the occasion
Grew up speaking to 'the nice spirits in the rings' that no-one else can see. It is a secret kept to herself in the manner of imaginary friends. Though born twinless, she is not alone; they are in a sense her many kind older brothers and sisters
Army Superlative(s): Struggles the hardest to wake up on time, worst split ends in the army, likes to be alone the least
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totallynottinsel · 10 months
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This is what I get for showing my parents Resident Evil
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